Wednesday, September 14, 2016

Levi's Blue by M. Leighton ~ Exclusive Excerpt

He wanted four dates. Four
opportunities to prove I could trust him. Four chances to change my mind about
him.

I agreed.

Probably not my smartest
decision. He was everything I knew to avoid—gorgeous, charming, sexy as
hell—but I couldn’t help myself.When he
touched me the whole world disappeared. I should’ve known I could lose myself
to him, that he could be the one man to destroy me.

I guess it’s true what they
say—some things are too good to be true.And Levi Michaelson might just be one of them.

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EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT,
SEPTEMBER 14, 2016

LEVI’S BLUE BY M.
LEIGHTON

The
moment I pull open the door, I’m wound into strong arms, dragged into the hall,
and crushed against a broad chest. I land against him with a gasp, my palms
splayed over two perfectly rounded pectorals.

“I
forgot something,” Levi murmurs, and then his mouth is on mine.

This
is no tentative kiss, no shy exploration.This kiss is meant to consume.

And
consume it does.

Within
seconds of flesh meeting flesh, I’m tilting my head to the side and parting my
lips to let him in.

Levi
Michaelson… He’s an explosion to every one of my senses.He tastes like the wine we had with our
gourmet hotdogs. We both laughed about the incongruity of it, but neither could
deny how delicious the combination was.

He
smells like the night air, as though it clings to him, cloaking him in its dark,
satiny mystery.

He
feels like every romance novel I’ve ever read.Strong, warm, inviting.Tantalizing, every angle and plane begging my fingers to touch.

He
moves against me so slightly I might not notice if I weren’t so attuned to
sensation.But I am, and I do notice.He shifts as though he can’t get close
enough. I know, because I feel it, too.

I
reach and grasp and cling, feeling him, feeling this kiss with every nerve,
every surface, every sense.The swipe of
his tongue, the nip of his teeth, the rumble of his groan when I thread my
fingers into his short, silky hair to pull him deeper.He thrills every inch of me as effortlessly
as the wind teases leaves on a tree.